On  Writing 

I entertained other paths

Other work
But this remains strong 

I guess I cannot
Escape
Thus I should
Surrender
Into,
Then through,
My fear

Only I shall remain 

Upping my writing game

As I seek focus

And to up my writing game

Seek to keep growing

I’m evaluating my work as a poet and blogger, considering what I want to do next. What kind of focus do I want, what kind of stuff I want write. So very much to consider, and I’m trying to have it mapped out and moving forward within a few weeks.

Blank Pages

As night is falling
Blank pages are calling me
Capturing my heart

The Need To Write

Writing

Part of my brain is itching to write. Usually, there’s something to be said, though. “Oh, I need to blog about this…” coming flowing into my head.

Today, though, there’s just a need to write, to type. Oddly, I’ve spent all day in front of a keyboard, so why spending more time in front of one is compelling escapes me.

One thing I know I need to do to improve my writing: read. I don’t read plain ol’ books much anymore. And I need to fix that.

Sure, writing more is certainly important. But, well, pouring books into my brain is critical, too.

With that, I tried setting an alarm reminding me to turn off all electronics. And that’s just gone off. So, I’m going to wrap this up.

Time to grab a book, made of paper, and turn off this frantic world for awhile.